Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Bar. Bar.
Bar. Come in woman.
Qui. Qui.
Qui. By your leaue: I cry you mercy?
Qui. Giue your worship good morrow.
Fal. Fal.
Fal. Take away these Challices:
Fal. Go, brew me a pottle of Sacke finely.
Bard. Bard.
Bard. With Egges, Sir?
Fal. Simple of it selfe: Ile no PulletߛSpersme in my
Fal. brewage. How now?
Qui. Marry Sir, I come to your worship from M. Ford.
Fal. Mist. Ford? I haue had Ford enough: I was thrown
Fal. into the Ford; I haue my belly full of Ford.
Qui. Alas the day, (good‑heart) that was not her